If you think I’m happy with myself now, well I’m not. I still don’t know my purpose for being here, I lack self awareness, the good grades I get just feel like it happened out of good luck. I don’t understand myself still, I don’t know why I’m writing this letter to you, I feel as if I’m not controlling my mind the correct way. I already know you had an obsession with me instead of actually liking me and that’s fine, it wasn’t that hard to see. Even if that’s not the case I don’t know why you were so interested in me, I don’t know why I felt the same way about you. Literally just bawled my eyes out after unknowningly being under stress all week, maybe I’m just tired idk what’s the cause of my constant sadness but I can’t fix it. I just want someone to hug me and tell me it’s going to be okay but I’ll never get that since I know I’ll never have a relationship like that. Idk what I hope for everyday, idk why you came into my life out of nowhere. I’m sorry for ghosting you but you also made dumb decisions too if you really think about it. Hopefully you matured but only for yourself. I hate people that say they changed but really they don’t and repeat the same shit over and over again. Anyway I may write another letter sometime. As you can see, you really don’t want to be with someone that has a load of problems they can’t fix. Being a broken person from a broken home isn’t something I deserve to complain about but here I am. Cya bitch, that was one hella of a long rant.